Pain fetish

The doctor who was attacked that day was surnamed Zhong, 35 years old, and he was an expert in gland repair. Every year, he could treat hundreds of patients with natural defects or diseased glands. He was also in charge of the follow-up treatment of Qi Han's glands.

But when the man's wife was sent to the hospital, her condition was already too serious. The glands were all festered due to infection, and pus was flowing from the back of the neck. The rotten flesh continued to spread inward, and the infection devoured the intact flesh. Drugs hanging life is also suffering.

The wife finally chose euthanasia.

The man agreed at the beginning, and the two signed with their hands together. He even helped his wife put on makeup before leaving. The day after the lovely man was cremated, he came to the hospital with a knife.

Since my wife can't be cured, don't think about people who also suffer from this disease. Why?

The first cut was on the doctor's right shoulder. With a 3mm bone chopping knife, the skin was cut open, and it was impossible to pick up a scalpel again.

The second cut was on Qi Han's back. The horrifying incision extended from the left shoulder blade to the right waist. If he cut the gland a little further up, his life would be dead.

After more than three hours of emergency treatment in the operating room, he entered the intensive care unit that night. Fu Ge heard from him again two days later.

Finally out of danger, transferred to the general ward.

During this period, the pheromone lost to Fu Ge never stopped.

After asking the doctor, I found out that Qi Han frantically increased the frequency of pheromone extraction a week before the accident. At most, he had to pump four tubes a day. At the end, the glands shriveled to the point of being sunken, and people were pushed out of the extraction room.

In this way, he managed to save at least five days ahead.

No circumstances or any reason will make Fu Ge useless of pheromones. If he is really sent to prison by his lover, he will try his best to cure his illness before then.

He did everything he said when he exchanged the USB flash drive for the ring, and he was really using his life to make up for the mistakes he made back then.

On the second day after being transferred to the general ward, Qi Han woke up slowly.

In addition to countless old injuries, the most serious is the back and glands.

He could only lie on the hospital bed with his upper body naked. The freshly changed gauze would be soaked by the seeping blood within a few hours. secretions.

Fu Ge didn't dare to think how painful he must be.

When Qi Han woke up, he was sitting by the bed, and he had been sitting silently for a long time.

The alpha on the bed was not surprised when he opened his eyes and saw him, except for his eyes being a little dazed, the whole person's reaction was considered gentle.

It seemed that Fu Ge should sit here, he was used to it.

"Why are you here so early today? Didn't you come here at night before..." Qi Han opened his lips, pulling his vocal cords with difficulty every time he said a word, and before Fu Ge could answer, he laughed again: "Are you here to teach me a lesson? "

"I just dreamed that I blew up the oven when I baked a cake for my baby, and he was so scared that he couldn't stop crying. My brother grabbed my ear and scolded me endlessly..."

Fu Ge couldn't understand what he said, so he just watched with red eyes, and it took 2 minutes for him to understand what Qi Han was doing.

He thought he was still in a coma, and Fu Ge sitting by the bed was just his dream.

"Is marriage really the tomb of love? My brother is not tender at all after getting married..." He blinked, and scratched the tip of Fu Ge's nose twice with his fingers through the void, "I scraped your car before, You also asked me if I was okay, but now you just fried the oven, and you are going to pull my ears off."

As she spoke, she paused for a moment, and the expression on her face also froze: "Actually, I know...you are angry with me, so angry that you don't even want me to feel better in your dreams."

Fu Ge squeezed his fingertips tightly, his lips were bleeding from biting, and said, "No..."

A gleam of light lit up in Qi Han's eyes immediately, he looked at him eagerly, and asked expectantly and aggrievedly: "Is there not?"

Fu Ge lowered his eyes and repeated: "No."

We're not married, we don't have a baby, we don't have a home with an oven.

Everything in the dream is false, the happier and warmer those fantasies are, the deeper the knife that turns into reality after waking up will stab.

Fu Ge is the most experienced.

Qi Han was obviously still in a dream. Hearing this, he propped himself up excitedly and wanted to get up, but he was already extremely weak, and he jumped off the bed as soon as his arm lost strength. Fu Ge quickly supported him.

The moment the palm touched the arm, both of them were taken aback.

Qi Han lowered his head, remained motionless, and remained in a posture of not falling for two or three seconds, until the gauze on his back was dyed red again, and then he woke up like a dream: "Isn't it a dream..."

Fu Ge helped him back to the bed, "Yeah."

Alpha was lying on the pillow, many emotions flashed through his red eyes, embarrassment, shame, and then panic.

"I'm sorry..." He raised his finger and pointed at Fu Ge's arm, and said, "It might have been done just now, sorry... I didn't notice..."

Fu Ge hadn't reacted yet, "What?"

Qi Han sniffed, his eyes fell on his elbow, and he said softly, "It's stained with my blood...I know you're sick of this..."

Only then did Fu Ge see the half blood-red fingerprint on his arm, and then he went to look at Qi Han's body. Alpha's gland was torn when he got up just now, and began to bleed again.

The blood mixed with pus was orange-red, like diseased egg whites, coming out one after another, flowing down his neck and dripping onto the pillow.

But Qi Han ignored it, his scarlet eyes stared at the half fingerprint on Fu Ge's arm from the beginning to the end, his eyes were full of apology and embarrassment.

It was as if he had identified himself as something dirty.

Little Beta didn't wipe it with a wet wipe this time.

He just quietly looked at the mark with lowered eyes, and occasionally touched and touched it with his hands.

The bright red fingerprints imprinted on the pale skin made people uncomfortable, no matter how uncomfortable it looked, as if the owner of this arm had suffered some kind of violence again.

Qi Han gritted his teeth and straightened his upper body, wanting to help him get a tissue, but suddenly heard Fu Ge ask: "I went to a summer camp during the summer vacation of my third year in high school, and I accepted a gentleman as a teacher, do you remember?"

Qi Han didn't know how the topic changed so quickly, so he half sat up and said in a low voice, "Remember, Mr. Qi Delong, I was with you the whole time."

As the words fell, his eyes flashed with astonishment: "What's the relationship between Qi Chuan and him?"

Fu Ge said: "The teacher is Mr. Qi's grandfather."

With a pause in his eyes, Qi Han's heart suddenly fell into a shot put, and his heart was really tugged. He didn't even dare to ask those assumptions: "So...so you and him...you——"

"We have nothing to do with each other. The dim sum is made for the teacher, the red-beaked bird is drawn for the teacher, and only the tonic soup is stewed for him as a thank you, but it will not happen in the future. Thirty tubes of pheromones are all yours. I already know."

After explaining everything clearly, Fu Ge raised his eyes and asked him, "Do you have anything else to ask?"

"I... I... Xiaoge... I don't need to..."

For no reason being hit by such a big surprise, Qi Han was so excited that he was incoherent.He stared blankly at each other, like a pet that fell into the water and was rescued by the owner with a branch. His hands and feet were numb, only his heart was beating wildly.

"You don't need to explain to me, really, you don't need to do this... I can do whatever I want, as long as my brother can be happier and more comfortable..."

Fu Ge looked straight at him, his lips were trembling, his eyes were red, he pursed his lips and sniffed, looking like a wronged cat.

"No need to explain?"

"You didn't listen to my explanation to you five years ago, don't you listen to me when I explain it to you now? Qi Han, after so many things, you haven't improved at all?"

Alpha panicked in an instant, and anxiously grabbed his hand: "Listen! I listen! I listen to whatever my brother says, and I listen with both ears. I will definitely improve—hiss..."

The wound was torn open again, he was panting in pain, his weak body was on the verge of falling, as if he was about to fall down, but when Fu Ge's arm stretched out, Alpha immediately poked his head out.

Qi Han lay on his arm like a big dog, grunting out of his throat extremely aggrieved: "It's not that I don't want to hear it, it's that I don't dare to listen, what face do I have for you to explain to me, listen to brother to coax a few words I'm going to fly to the sky..."

Fu Ge withdrew his hand with a stern face, but Qi Han refused to let him, as soon as he exerted force, he would hiss and cry out in pain, and if he didn't use force, he would hug someone's arm and rub against the arm.

"I didn't mean to tear up your paintings. I really regret it. No one wants you to pick up your pen again more than I do. When I saw that you were able to draw again, I was so happy that I wanted to scream, but I still I couldn't control myself and went crazy again."

"Because...that's my little bear..."

He moved the tip of his nose, and the eyes attached to Fu Ge's arm slowly shed tears, sobbing in his throat mixed with a nasal sound, hoarse -

"Can you not give my little bear to others... Only it can prove that I was once special in my brother's heart..."

The diamond had been smashed to pieces, the album had been burned long ago, and even the silk ribbon that Fu Ge had asked him to keep carefully was cut off.

Except for the scars and festering glands all over his body, Qi Han has nothing left.

He has been alone since the age of 14, and now at the age of 23, he has only earned more nightmares and hatred that his lover can never eliminate.

Except for the little bear pattern that will never be drawn for him again, Qi Han can't find any proof that he has been loved and redeemed.

It was silent for a long time, even the ripples of the evening wind froze.

One second before he resigned to let go, Fu Ge suddenly said, "No."

Anything I promised you, I never gave to anyone else.

He took something out of his pocket and pressed it hard on Qi Han's forehead, allowing the alpha on the bed to stand there dumbfounded, and said quickly "you rest first" before opening the door and running away.

Qi Han hadn't recovered from it yet, and kept looking at the door in a half-embracing posture. After three seconds, he didn't know which muscle suddenly got on the right track. He inexplicably saw a bit of shyness from Fu Ge's back.

At this moment, he smelled the inkpad slowly spreading from his forehead.

"Chen Xing! Chen Xing, get the hell out of here! Chen Xing!"

"Ah, here it is, shit! That one on your head—"

"Don't talk! Shut up!" Qi Han was so nervous that his palms were sweaty, he pointed at the cabinet tremblingly, "Mirror, give me the mirror!"

Chen Xing hurriedly did so, and threw it to him from a long distance, Qi Han snapped the mirror away, not daring to look at it yet.

I saw him exhale, took several deep breaths, muttered something as if doing something, then lay down on the bed and closed his eyes.

The mirror and eyelids were opened at the same time, Qi Han just took a look and lay down on the pillow. Half a minute later, there was a burst of pitiful and funny sobbing on the bed.

On his forehead, there is a bear holding a honey jar.

The little bear stick figure is gone, but he has an upgraded version of the little bear seal.

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Qigou: Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu We've upgraded, don't worry about my son, I won't wash my face in this life???????

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Don't panic, we are entering a new reversal.